Ill Niño - Rumba

About what is going on here
But I think there is no better explanation on that fact
Than these biological perspective
That maybe the gods want something (something)

Gods want something
Gods want something
Gods want something
Gods want something

Break it up

Layin' on your back again
You know you will regret this
Yo espero y quiero
Live in these tied knots, give up to me
Is it a mistake? You set me up
'Cause this will only mean our disgrace

Baila la rumba latina
Swallow the style that I bring you
Baila la rumba latina
Swallow the style I bring you

Say you wanna be a friend
But real friends don't play pretend
La sangre off my face
Don't mean a thing, just give up to me
Is it a mistake? You set me up
'Cause this will only mean our disgrace

Baila la rumba latina
Swallow the style that I bring you
Baila la rumba latina
Swallow the style that I bring you

Gods want something
Gods want something
Gods want something

Pushing yourself on me
Will not get you there
And blinding me with your plea
You say you will be fair

Everything that you find
Inside you will regret
Read all the fucking signs
Choke on your own sweat

You're wrong, think to beg
Us to be reunite, nothing
I fucking hate you, I fucking hate you
Choke on your sweat

Is it a mistake? You set me up
'Cause this will only mean our disgrace
Is it a mistake? You set me up
'Cause this will only mean our disgrace

Baila la rumba latina
Swallow the style that I bring you
Baila la rumba latina
Swallow the style that I bring you
Baila la rumba latina
Swallow the style that I bring you

Gods want something
Gods want something
Gods want something

Written by:
Cristian Machado, Dave Chavarri, Marc Rizzo

Publisher:
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